“I loved, you lost. Pity isn’t it?”

You are only as broken as you allow yourself to be.

Even broken she turned shackles into wings.

I’m breaking and healing all at once.

Unfold your truths nothing exists without awareness.

Even without you, my story must go on.

Earn your wings by letting go.

I woke up with the warrior in my blood.

You want your sunshine? Battle the storm ahead.

I replace you with a better version of us, myself.

Give a little kindness, everyone houses some kind of pain.

Be the warrior they never saw coming.

You be the love everyone else took for granted.

Your silence was my loudest cry.

Channel your inner warrior you’d be unstoppable.

Forgiveness is for the strong.

I only want to exist in a love that lives in madness.

I know what feeling I need to feel. I just can’t seem to find it.

I appreciate me in my ups and downs, lost and founds.

Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

I have held many things in my hands, and I have lost them all; but whatever I have placed in God’s hands, that I still possess.

Truth, they say, is but too often in difficulties, but is never finally suppressed.

All my friends tell me I need to pull through. But I can’t for I am lost in the sea of you.

I get so lost in your midnight eyes I forget we’re running out of time.

Lost in the space between friend and lover. I am and none of these things.